El Alazán y el Rosillo - Vicente Fernandez

El 19 de marzo

Presente lo tengo yo

El Rosillo de la sierra

En San Fernando corrio

Los caballos que corrieron

No eran grandes ni eran chicos

El Rosillo de los pobres

Y el Alazan de los ricos

Gritaban los de Bamopa

Con talegas de dinero

Aqui sobran cien mil pesos

Al Alazan por ligero

Gritan los de Mocorito

Basta de tanta alharaca

Se nos acabo el dinero

Nos quedan bueyes y vacas

El corredor del Rosillo

Le decian el diablo verde

Vayanme formando el cuadro

Si esta carrera se pierde

El que corrio el Alazan

Hombre de mucho valor

Si esta carrera la pierdo

No vuelvo a hacer corredor

Como a las once cuarenta

Se arrancan del partidero

Como a las cincuenta varas

Se quedo atras el ligero

Decia la «Chona» Guzman

Con su mesa por un lado

A mi lo que mas me puede

Veinte reales que he apostado

El Rosillo ya se va

Se lo llevan pa' la sierra

Anda vete desgraciado

Vete a robar a tu tierra

March 19th

Present I have it

The Rosillo of the Sierra

In San Fernando he ran

the horses that ran

They were not big nor were they small

The Rosillo of the poor

And the Alazan of the rich

Those from Bamopa shouted

With bags of money

Here there are one hundred thousand pesos left over

Al Alazan for lightweight

Mocorito's shout

Enough of so much fuss

We ran out of money

We have oxen and cows left

The Rosillo Corridor

They called him the green devil

Let me form the picture

If this race is lost

The one who ran the Alazan

man of great value

If I lose this race

I will not do runner again

About eleven forty

They are ripped from the partisan

About fifty rods

The light one stayed behind

Said "Chona" Guzman

With his table from him on one side

To me what more can

Twenty reais that I have bet

The Rosillo is already gone

They take him to the mountains

go away miserable

Go rob your land